I see.

The results of the investigation are engraved on the fingertips.

（…… Expand the range of magic by polluting the spiritual essence in the leylines? How dare those guys do it? ）

Standing within the shroud of the mist of death with an unchanged face, Zela made a derogatory sigh rather disdainfully as she parsed the composition of the magic in front of her.

To explain it as a whole, the spiritual essence of the leylines is like the heart of a human being, and the magic power is equivalent to the blood, and the polluted 'blood' can indeed flow through the 'heart' through the 'whole body (earth)', but the consequence of this practice is that the leylines are dried up and the land 'dies'.

It's not that it will recover in 10 years, but that this area will lose its vitality and become a barren land.

Sure enough, it is worthy of being an 'orthodox' magic association, and it is really unscrupulous to achieve its goals.

She remembered that on the magic side, this permanent consumable form of magic should be explicitly forbidden.

However, this area of Northern Europe was originally their territory, and even if some small associations knew about it, they probably dared to be angry and dare not speak.

Feeling and looking sideways behind him, what happened to this Valkyrie lady is probably the best portrayal.

It's really reckless.

Zela's eyes became cold and dangerous.

Four years ago, I thought it would make them a little more restrained, but I didn't expect it to get worse.

At that time, if she wasn't worried that going too far would attract other forces to intervene, she didn't mind doing it thoroughly.

Now that they've met again, let's end it by the way.

Spread her hands, Zela's palms rang to the chord of the wind.

While the mist that the magicians considered their trump cards seemed to have some kind of suppressive effect, there was one thing not to forget.

Now she is neither a "Valkyrie" nor an "ordinary saint".

So this time, it's really just 'by the way'.

……

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The sneer that broke the silence came from above the dark gray taiga.

Even after confirming that Brunheed's success was weakened, the commanders of the capture remained strategically vigilant.

He didn't plan to show up until he was sure that the threat was lifted.

[It's time for the cat-and-mouse game to end, Brunheed.] 】

Enjoying the dark pleasure of the mental blow, the laughter of youth echoed in nothingness.

The voice...... Saidrua! Is that you bastard! ”

Despite knowing that this was a shoddy provocation, Brunheed could not hide his anger and involuntarily glared at the sky.

The reason why she has been endlessly hunted is because this man is behind her back.

[There is still the spirit to shout, and it is really a 'Hull' that cannot be underestimated, but I don't know how much power you have left in your body? 】

The man's tone was very happy and emotional, but anyone could hear the smugness behind it.

This damn bastard!

Cursing again, Brunheed stopped fearlessly wasting his strength, but instead held his breath and gathered his last shred of strength.

She wants them to know that even a lion without fangs and claws can make a self-righteous hunter pay a terrible price.

But the other party obviously did not intend to let go of any opportunity that could break her spirit.

[Have you given up?] It's a wise choice. 】

His laughter didn't stop.

[But if you give up sooner, those companions of yours won't ......]

(Hmm......! ）

Brunsheed's breathing was visibly disorganized, and her strength was draining rapidly.

She failed to protect her companions and their homes.

That's what she cares about the most.

It is also the thing she regrets the most.

Brunheed didn't hear what Saidrua said at the end, or maybe he didn't.

Because there was only one thought left in her mind.

Endless hatred, and the consequent obsession with revenge.

If he is allowed to do so, Brunheed's personality will definitely be distorted because of this, and even if he escapes by chance, he will become an unscrupulous killing machine for revenge.

Sedrua didn't realize it, and wouldn't care about it.

He only knew that his psychological warfare method was undoubtedly successful.

However, he missed a little.

That is, it was not the villagers of the town who saved Brunheed in the intelligence, but an unregistered "saint".

He is also a "saint" who he 'thinks about for a long time'.

It didn't occur to Sedrus that he had once again aroused the disgust of a certain 'passer-by' even more than ever.

The end is already doomed.

Just as he was about to send his men to verify the results of this experiment and recover Brunheed.

He heard the sound of the wind.

- Hiss.

What was originally just a breeze began to whirl in the blink of an eye, and the wind continued to rise.

The sense of crisis that went straight up to his spine made Sedrua break out in a cold sweat, and he felt like he was being targeted by a mythical beast.

Who is it?

Brunheed's final blow?

Sedrujah steadied his swaying body, and a sense of foreboding ran up his back.

At this time, a violent wind blew into the crowd.

He hadn't yet found an answer, but a voice came to everyone's ears without hindrance.

[I haven't seen you for four years, and I thought you could make progress, should I say that I overestimated? 】

'She' said this, but the words didn't contain emotions like disappointment.

“……？！”

This familiar tone.

This unusual ability.

Sedruka didn't notice that his teeth were shaking.

He just kept telling himself that it couldn't be, that something was wrong.

But the facts were already in front of him, and he had to admit it.

Saidrua's eyes were filled with incomprehensible and unbelievable emotion.

Why is she here?!

Perhaps in response to the phrase 'the enemy who knows himself best', he has studied 'her' for four whole years, even if it is just a voice, and Saidrujah has actually confirmed his identity the moment he hears 'her' speak.

The sorceress who was obviously a Valkyrie, but did not use Norse magic, but astrology and esoteric magic.

A disaster from heaven or a godsend?

Sedroujah calmed his heart and forced himself to calm down.

'She' is 'Valkyrie'!

Like that damn 'Hel', it's a 'Valkyrie'!

Saidrua rubbed the ring on his hand and muttered it like a hypnotic one, as if he had regained his courage.

"yes, it's been four years!"

They have spent countless manpower and material resources, isn't it just for this moment?

Just catch this mysterious Valkyrie and torture her and Brunheed's secrets, and it's all worth it!

At this moment, Sedrujah's desire finally triumphed over fear.

He stretched out his right hand and shouted the words on the ring.

“——THHVITF！ (The hero hates the Valkyrie in the flames!) ）”